He Who Takes

He Who Takes

A Poem by Con Campbell

He Who Takes
Most of us have to deal with loss at some point. 
What are we to learn from it? 
What positives can you take from the most final of experiences?
How do we move forward?


The world is dark,
My world is darker.
These things I've seen, hark,
My thoughts are even darker.

Life's weave unwound by mistake,
Another for you, ye who takes.
Families remain, threatened to break,
Still, these thoughts, he will not forsake.

Lessons learned or lessons lost?
We all move in the same direction.
The twinge of conflict comes at a cost,
Clinging together with abject affection.

He who takes is not always so,
That choice eludes, does it not? Although,
Weakened foundations cannot offer to grow,
He who takes whispers, "quietly, go".

A learned man offers objection,
The simple man offers far less.
Weaving threads requires protection,
No wrong moves in this game of chess.

The brands of memory are not all my own,
Still, their weight is upon me the same.
Insidious machinations wither my throne,
In this world, is there anything to gain?
He who takes, present and set in stone,
In this world, clinging to dwindling flame.

© 2018 Con Campbell

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I agree.
"The simple man offers far less,
Weaving threads requires protection,
No wrong moves in this game of chess,"
I believe person who play a safe game of chess. Only wanting a draw. No-one win in a draw. I liked your thoughts and words in the excellent poetry.

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Added on October 16, 2017
Last Updated on February 25, 2018
Tags: death, loss, family, care, history, struggle, fight


Con Campbell
Con Campbell

Hull, Yorkshire, United Kingdom

Hi, I'm Connor. I'm an English Master's & English & Philosophy Honours degree graduate from Hull, England. I don't write nearly as much as I want to or aspire to, but hey, what's here is a sample of.. more..